Friend my ass. What kind of 'friend' shoots someone they care about?
[His anger is just rising again and he tries not to think of that, tries to focus on getting to Gokudera's as soon as he can to help him, questions can come later as well as beating the shit out of whoever shot his boyfriend.]
I'm almost there, I'll take care of you, just don't get up or move again. I don't care if you can move, just don't okay?
[The more he talks the more his anger and hate starts to fade and gets replaced with sadness. It's so clear in his tone of speech how upset he is over this, almost as if he might break into tears but he doesn't. If his eyes look red it's from running against the cold wind.]
I'm sorry I yelled at you. I'm not angry at you...not...not really. I'm upset.
[He makes it to the building and starts to climb up the stairs. His steps are loud and hurried that Gokudera might even hear him coming before he's in the apartment. Some of the supplies were lost in his running as he finally reaches the door, pushing it open and standing there in the doorway with his eyes red rimmed, hair disheveled, tons of random medical supplies in his arms and falling to the floor around him and panting trying to catch his breath. He has the device by his neck so he could talk and run and he lets it fall to the floor as his eyes lock with Gokudera's on the couch. He doesn't bother closing the door as he hurries to his side and drops all the supplies by the couch so he can carefully pull Gokudera into his arms and hold him.]
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[His anger is just rising again and he tries not to think of that, tries to focus on getting to Gokudera's as soon as he can to help him, questions can come later as well as beating the shit out of whoever shot his boyfriend.]
I'm almost there, I'll take care of you, just don't get up or move again. I don't care if you can move, just don't okay?
[The more he talks the more his anger and hate starts to fade and gets replaced with sadness. It's so clear in his tone of speech how upset he is over this, almost as if he might break into tears but he doesn't. If his eyes look red it's from running against the cold wind.]
I'm sorry I yelled at you. I'm not angry at you...not...not really. I'm upset.
[He makes it to the building and starts to climb up the stairs. His steps are loud and hurried that Gokudera might even hear him coming before he's in the apartment. Some of the supplies were lost in his running as he finally reaches the door, pushing it open and standing there in the doorway with his eyes red rimmed, hair disheveled, tons of random medical supplies in his arms and falling to the floor around him and panting trying to catch his breath. He has the device by his neck so he could talk and run and he lets it fall to the floor as his eyes lock with Gokudera's on the couch. He doesn't bother closing the door as he hurries to his side and drops all the supplies by the couch so he can carefully pull Gokudera into his arms and hold him.]
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